Dependency’s a cold, rough stone
Around the body, mind and soul.
It keeps both sides from feeling whole;
When they’re together, they’re alone.
It strengthens stress and weakens bones;
The mind imprisoned, angry, locked.
The spirit broken and in shock…
Remove the stone! Let in the Light!
Take back your precious power and might!
Depend upon the Solid Rock!
—
Written for
Download “I’ve Got Peace like a River” Mp3
“(I’ve Got) Peace like a River” is a much loved African-American spiritual. It compares peace to a river, joy to a fountain, and love to an ocean. With its simple, repetitive lyrics and catchy melody, it’s an easy sing-along song. In fact, I remember doing just that as a child, singing around many campfires. I even played ukulele more than once to accompany the group!
I hope you enjoy “Peace like a River” on ukulele, viola, alto recorder, and lyre!
Light, the Source of all created,
Substance of our fate and fortune.
Grab a lantern; bring a torch in!
We may know, yet still debate it.
Light! The One for whom we’ve waited–
Not “out there,” but deep inside us:
Spark that Providence provided.
Where is yours? O let it shimmer!
Vanquish darkness with a glimmer!
Light! The One we all reside in!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 48: (FORTUNE) in the B rhyme line.
We pray for change to come… and fast!
We wait and wait for pain to pass.
We try and try until, at last,
We rest, resigned, to what we have.
Then, swiftly changes break like Spring!
Now, what to do with these new things?!
—
A Quadrille in response to Sarah’s prompt at
DVerse.
Is Nature a fool?
No! With a head for business,
She works for the Good!
—
Written for Ronovan’s Haiku challenge of fool and head at:
Come with me now! It’s time to start!
Don’t hesitate! Just take a chance
And join life’s never-ending dance–
One step onto your path of art!
You have a purpose and a part
To play upon the grandest stage.
You are a book, an author’s page!
And yet you write the story told;
You play the part as you unfold.
It’s now your time, your place, your age!
—
Written for
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 47: (START) in the A rhyme line.
This is a companion poem to
How Perfect?
When we don’t understand our mechanics,
Our reaction is worry and panic!
We can learn all the facts,
Yet feel hurt by the lack
Of compassion that others have granted!
When the room of our mind is in shambles,
We must rid ourselves quick of the brambles!
If the brush starts a fire,
It can turn off desire,
Til we can’t take a chance or a gamble!
—
A Limerick written for
#Threethingschallenge #528.
How perfect do we need to be
To share the yearning in our hearts?
If we don’t give, we can’t receive…
How perfect do we need to be?
A life expert? There’s no such thing!
So do not cower! Play your part!
How perfect do we need to be
To share the yearning in our hearts?
—
A Triolet written for
#Threethingschallenge #523.
We notice great change
made over long periods,
yet hours pass softly…
And we change, even slightly,
with each moment that has gone!
—
Another Tanka, this one written for
#Threethingschallenge #520.
Mystical Strings 
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